Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Instead, the moment the fist came into contact with the armor, a huge force of shock came, causing Ling Xiao to be knocked back several steps. His expression changed slightly, and he obviously did not expect that Mr. Qi had such a powerful defense method.

Not far away, when those who were following Mr. Qi saw this, their expressions instantly darkened. Their eyes were full of shock and awe. They did not expect that Ling Xiao in front of them was so powerful and could force Mr. Qi to use one of his trump cards - Xuanwu Black Armor.

Xuanwu Black Armor was one of Mr. Qi's most powerful defensive methods and had helped him withstand countless fatal attacks. However, today, it was forced to reveal itself early by a new guy. This made them begin to re-examine Ling Xiao's strength, and their hearts were full of fear and uneasiness.

"This newcomer is so tyrannical!" One of them murmured in a low voice, his tone full of disbelief.

"No wonder he is so arrogant and dares to destroy Mr. Qi's house." Another person said, with a hint of indignation and helplessness in his tone. They knew that from today on, the name Ling Xiao would leave a deep mark on their hearts.

Not far away, Ling Xiao stood quietly without making any further moves. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he could see through everything.

He looked at Mr. Qi, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was both ridicule and disdain in the smile: "Is this your trump card? It seems that you are not very good. You have to use your trump card to beat me. Then When you meet a strong person like Hun Wuxu, wouldn't you just turn around and run away?"

There was a bit of contempt in Ling Xiao's words, as if he didn't take Mr. Qi's strength seriously. His eyes shone with confidence, a powerful force coming from deep within. As he spoke, Ling Xiao shook his head gently, as if he was disappointed with Mr. Qi.

The next moment, a fierce aura burst out from Ling Xiao's body, and the bloodthirsty sword soul suddenly appeared, like a waking giant beast, exuding a heart-stopping aura. This Xuanwu black armor is indeed powerful, and even Ling Xiao has to be a little more serious.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a determination and fierceness, as if he wanted to cut off all obstacles.

"You are good at swordsmanship!" A person behind Mr. Qi suddenly exclaimed, with a bit of shock and disbelief in his voice. They had always thought that fists were Ling Xiao's most powerful weapon. Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao was also good at swordsmanship. This was simply too abnormal.

The man's words were full of astonishment, and his eyes were fixed on the bloodthirsty sword soul in Ling Xiao's hand, as if he was attracted by the aura it exuded. Others around him also showed shocked expressions. They had never seen such a powerful sword soul, and they did not expect that Ling Xiao could hide such strength.

Ling Xiao ignored their exclamations, his eyes remained firm and cold, as if he was stepping on all challenges.

He slowly raised the bloodthirsty sword soul, and the blade was filled with bright light, as if it was going to cut through all obstacles. At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of this world, and everything was under his control.

"Can't you?" Ling Xiao's voice was calm and cold, as if he was stating an obvious fact. His eyes were like daggers, he looked directly at Mr. Qi, and continued: "I said Qi, if you are afraid, just apologize today and I can keep it. Otherwise, you will definitely pay a small price for your arrogance. A small price to pay.”

There was unquestionable majesty in Ling Xiao's words, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, as if to say, this is not a multiple-choice question, but a must-answer question.

He paused slightly, with a hint of joking in his tone: "Of course, as a colleague, I will not kill you, nor will I cripple you, but at the very least, I will make you look embarrassed."

Mr. Qi's face became increasingly gloomy, like the sky before a storm, depressing and heavy.

From the moment Ling Xiao released the bloodthirsty sword soul, he vaguely felt an ominous premonition. Even though he was wearing Xuanwu black armor and had strong defense, under Ling Xiao's fierce offensive, You may not be able to get a bargain.

However, in today's battle, he must not give in, let alone apologize to Ling Xiao, that would be a lifelong shame.

Just when he was about to swing his sword again and fight to the death with Ling Xiao, his expression suddenly turned cold, as if he had seen something that shocked him extremely. He hurriedly put away the sword in his hand and turned his gaze not far away, with a hint of awe and fear in his tone: "See Wang Zhenshou!"

When he said these words, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes turned to the man whom Mr. Qi called "Wang Zhenshou."

It was a majestic middle-aged man wearing gorgeous armor. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through everything. His appearance made the originally tense atmosphere of the confrontation instantly more depressing.

Hearing the steady and powerful footsteps, Ling Xiao also slowly put away the bloodthirsty sword soul. The sword soul exuding a sharp aura disappeared into the void in an instant, as if it had never existed.

He turned around and looked not far behind him. He saw a middle-aged man wearing gorgeous armor and a majestic face striding towards him. Every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartstrings, making people involuntarily move. Create a sense of awe.

"Why don't you fight? Keep going!" Wang Zhenshou's voice was low and powerful, with unquestionable majesty. His eyes glanced back and forth between Ling Xiao and Mr. Qi, as if he wanted to read their minds.

Seeing this, Hua Shan hurriedly put on a smile and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Master, don't be angry. It was just a competition between colleagues. I just couldn't stop myself and accidentally collapsed the house. I'm so sorry." There was a bit of apology in her tone, but she also cleverly shifted the focus of the topic.

Mr. Qi also quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, it's just a competition. We just want to improve our understanding of each other, but we didn't expect it to turn out like this." There was a bit of embarrassment in his tone, and he was obviously a little surprised and afraid of the appearance of Wang Zhenshou.

Even though he was arrogant on weekdays, he had to restrain his edge when facing the master of the stronghold.

Wang Zhenshou's eyes finally fell on Ling Xiao, and there was a bit of scrutiny and curiosity in his eyes: "Really?" His voice was calm and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Ling Xiao met his gaze and replied calmly, "No. This Master Qi asked us to come over, but left us aside and ignored our existence. I was so angry that I took action." His tone was calm and firm, without any retreat or fear.

There is no need to lie about this.

I like Tyrant Martial Spirit.